Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu insists on pampering me

Worried that she might offend Fu Yancheng, when she sneezed, she turned sideways and her shoulders shook slightly.

Because he was wet from the rain, his face looked paler, his hair hung smoothly against his cheeks, and there were water drops on his eyelashes.

Moreover, she was wearing thin clothes, and her clothes clung tightly to her body, outlining her slim lines.

Sheng Mian rubbed her hot eyes and asked politely when she saw that Fu Yancheng's car was still there.

"Mr. Fu, are you working overtime?"

Fu Yancheng was indeed working overtime. There was a banquet at his old house tomorrow night and he had to attend, so he moved the meeting forward and it just ended.

He originally thought that Sheng Mian would take the initiative to come up. After all, it was difficult to take a taxi at this intersection, and she didn't have a bag or mobile phone with her.

But the car stopped here for two minutes, and the cars behind him kept honking their horns. He didn't speak, and Sheng Mian just looked at him with a smile, as if he was treating a big customer politely.

Fu Yancheng felt inexplicably angry and didn't understand the reason for this emotion.

"Where to stay?"

His tone was cold, and his face had a cold aura.

Sheng Mian was going back to the Sheng family to get the documents, but if she had gone to the Sheng family, Fu Yancheng would definitely know her identity in advance.

And she was soaked and going up there would only make his car dirty.

"I'm very close to home."

Fu Yancheng's eyes flashed with complexity. This was the first time he proposed to send a woman home, but she politely refused.

Is she really as Wen Sihe said, is she calm, hard-to-get, or what?

He opened the car door. Sheng Mian was a little flattered and thought he was inviting her to get in.

Just as he was about to find an excuse to refuse again, he saw a handle pop up on the car door, a silver handle.

"Umbrella, take it."

After Sheng Mian heard what he said, she realized what she was saying and quickly took the silver umbrella handle.

"Thank you, Mr. Fu. I will return it to you another day."

Only then did Fu Yancheng notice that it seemed that from the moment he met her, all she had been talking about was you.

Polite yet distant.

The car door closed automatically and he said nothing.

Sheng Mian was already soaked, so there was no point in bringing an umbrella now, but since she had rejected someone once, she couldn't refuse him a second time, which made her look ignorant.

In fact, according to her truest thoughts, she still wanted to boldly borrow another hundred yuan for taxi fare.

But wouldn't that make it clear that she didn't want to take Fu Yancheng's car? I'm afraid it will offend people completely.

She simply shut up and decided to walk to Sheng's house.

It does only take half an hour to get to Sheng's house from here, but she is still wearing high heels, which is somewhat inconvenient.

Fu Yancheng saw through the reflector that she was really walking along the path, her lips slowly pursed.

Sheng Mian walked to her feet and started to feel sore, and finally saw the door of Sheng's house.

The guard at the door saw her coming, his face full of panic.

"Miss Sheng, why are you here?"

"Come and get a document for my dad."

She said as she entered the gate with an umbrella.

After ringing the doorbell in the living room and waiting for ten minutes, Sulan opened the door in her pajamas.

"What are you doing here?!"

Su Lan's tone was very rude, and he seemed to be blocking her from entering.

Sheng Mian looked behind her. The decoration in the living room had basically been changed to the style Su Lan liked.

There was a strange smell in the air, and she frowned, "Come get something for my dad, get out of the way."

Su Lan curled her lips and stood aside with her arms folded, "Take your things and leave quickly. You were leaving the Sheng family back then, so don't come back with a shameless face now."

Sheng Mian found it funny and looked at her whole body.

Su Lan was inexplicably panicked and pulled her pajamas tighter, "What are you looking at?! Don't think that there's nothing I can do to you if your dad isn't here!"

Sheng Mian was too lazy to argue with her and went upstairs to the study to get the documents.

But when she opened the study, she saw a family photo of several members of the family on the desk.

There are only Sheng Zhong, Su Lan, Sheng Weiyuan and Sheng Xiang.

The photos of her and her mother were put in the drawer.

Sheng Mian only glanced at it. When he raised his hand to take the document, the tip of his nose smelled the strange smell again, a little fishy and a little sour.